Wreckers or Checkers: In It to Win It (18 page)

When it came time to finally leave for Vegas I was hoping I would get a “Good Luck” text or phone call but I got absolutely fucking nothing. Jason had left a few days before Jerod and me, we would fly out instead of make the twenty nine hour drive.  One of Jason’s co-workers was going to split the drive time with him.

When we made it to Vegas and finally found Jason, everybody was exhausted so the first thing we did was get a hotel room and slept for almost ten hours straight.  When we went back to the track the following morning, the first person to come greet us was Lawrence and on his golf cart with him was a girl that I recognized from Chassis’ dorm.  I couldn’t remember her name luckily Lawrence introduced her to us as Angie, they had met at Chass’s birthday party and obviously Angie was able to finally tame Lawrence.  He had quit drinking and lost about twenty pounds, “That’s because of all the hot sex we have.” He told us causing Angie to blush and walk away from him.

“Where’s Chass?” He asked as he pulled Angie back to him.

I shook my head, “Not a good topic right now.” Was all I said.

He looked at me then the other guys, “Come on man what’s going on?”

I told him about everything, he stood there looking at me, “I call bullshit, she hasn’t said shit to me about any of that.” He told me.

“Well it’s what she fucking told me.  My concern right now is to get this weekend over with, get back to Ohio and make her talk to me.”

“Oh trust me, she’s about to get an ear full from me.”

“Don’t, you’ll probably just piss her off.” I told him.

“Whatever man, you both need to get ready for tonight.  After the races were hitting the strip.” He said and winked.

~~~~

Racing in Vegas, one would think being in Sin City we would have had some kind of luck.  Wrong…we had two cars, two blown engines, and three very pissed off people.  Jerod, Jason, and I.  NOTHING went right nothing at all.  Jerod watched as James won the first night of racing with HIS engine, so, Jerod did what almost any other driver would have done while in Vegas.  He went to the strip and found the strip clubs and we all followed him.  Lawrence and Angie followed us to make sure we didn’t get lost and made it back to our hotel safely.  The strippers were overly excited and kept grinding on our laps.  I kept trying to wipe the glitter off of me but the more I did the more it seemed to just multiply on my skin.  We all drank until the owners asked us to leave, when we got outside the sun was starting to come up.

The following afternoon when I woke up
, Jerod was on the bathroom floor with a bottle of Pepto Bismol.  I stepped over him so I could shower and hopefully get rid of some of the glitter and perfume the strippers had gotten all over me.  After I showered I stepped back over Jerod and kicked him to make sure he was still alive, he grunted and flipped me off.   Since we had blown both of our engines we decided that we would go to watch the big show that night and then we’d ride with Jason back to Ohio. 

James ended up winning the entire Vegas show, he was a conceited cocky prick that I was pretty sure Jerod was going to beat the hell out of if he could get him alone.  It wasn’t until after he had his pictures done in victory lane that I realized his brother
Kyle wasn’t in them.

“
Kyle’s not here?”  I asked.

“I haven’t seen him at all.” Jason replied as he put his bag in the trailer and locked the door.

“Hmm, not at all this weekend or today?”

“I don’t think he’s even here, I didn’t see him at their
hauler.” Jerod told me.

I climbed into the sleeper of the semi as the other guys got in, I pulled my cell phone out and logged into my Facebook.  I had over one hundred notifications that I didn’t bother looking through and fifty seven friend requests.  “Christ peopl
e I just checked this yesterday, I thought.” I said out loud as I went through and accepted all the friend requests.

Chassis

****

I finally broke down and told Asher about my pregnancy scare, she yelled at
me for not coming to her first.  She had obviously caught on that Jet and I weren’t getting along, the two weeks before he left for Vegas things were getting pretty bad between us.  We were ignoring each other and had completely quit talking to each other. 

Kyle
didn’t go to Vegas like he had planned or said he was going to, he said it was because he couldn’t miss the few days of classes since he was a new transfer.   Asher had to go out of town with the football team the weekend that everybody had left for Vegas.  I hadn’t even mentioned anything to Lawrence about what was going on between Jet and me.  I just wanted time to figure out if Jet was who I really wanted to be with. 

Lawrence text me;

L:  Not happy w/ you!

C:  I’m sorr
y


L:  Why didn’t you tell me things were bad?

C:  IDK, I just need some time away from him.

L:  I can tell you this much he’s pretty tore up.  Will you please call me and tell me what’s going on in that head of yours.

C: yeah, let me know when you can talk.

I no sooner hit send and the message icon showed he had read it when my phone rang.  I could hear race cars in the background as Lawrence asked me question after question about why I was doing what I was doing.  I had no real reason other than I just needed some time to myself.  “Chass I can see why he’s pissed off, I love you to death but
this isn’t making any sense to me either.  Promise me when he gets back you two will talk and work things out.  You two are good for each other.”

“If he will talk to me then yes I’ll talk but I feel really stupid, something just feels off and I want some time for myself.”

“I understand, kind of…or not.” He laughed.  “Hey I gotta go, they are getting ready to pull out onto the track, I’ll let you know how they do.”

I decided since it was Friday night  I would go to the club with a few of the other sport med students that were still on campus.  I hadn’t been out in a while, a drink with friends sounded like it would help me clear my mind.

The club was pretty full with college students, the sports med group found a table on the second row away from the dance floor.  We all ordered our drinks and did some shots while we visited.  The group of people was getting pretty rowdy, when the DJ started playing ‘
Scream and Shout
’ by
Will.i.am
and
Britney Spears
I was pulled onto the dance floor by a few of my class mates.  We danced around singing along with the song until it faded out to a slow song.  I was just about to the table when somebody grabbed my hand to lead me back to the dance floor.  I looked up to see it was Kyle, once we got to the dance floor he placed his hands on my hips. The song that was playing I finally realized was ‘
Complicated’
by Soulicit.  I laid my hands on his biceps as he swayed us to the music, “Hi.” He looked down at me and smiled.

“Hey” I replied.

“I don’t think we’ve danced since our junior year.” He said with a small laugh as he looked into my eyes.

“Something like that.” I said and smiled.

As the song picked up in tempo he pulled me closer to him so he could clasp his hands behind my back.  I could feel his heart beating against my chest, he bowed his head down and put his forehead against mine.

“I’ve missed you.” He said just barely loud enough for me to hear
.

“Don’t!” I said and lightly shook my head, I didn’t want to hear him talk about what happened when we dated.

He chuckled, “I was so fucking stupid Chass, I had the most beautiful girl in our school then I fucked it all up by doing what I did with Michelle.”

I looked up at him, “Okay?” I questioned.

He pulled me tighter against him, “I’m so sorry, I’d give anything to have another chance with you.”

I shook my head again, “I can’t…”

Kyle cupped my face in his hands and lightly brushed his lips against mine, “Please, just come home with me tonight.  I want to talk, I’ve missed you so fucking much Chass.”

“I can’t…”

“Can’t or won’t?” He asked.

“I…I don’t know.”

He tipped my head to look at him, “Please?”

“Is this the reason you transferred?” I asked as I stared into his eyes.

“No, you being here is an added bonus though.” He smiled.

I rolled my eyes, the song had ended and another fast song started,
Kyle leaned down and brushed his lips against mine again.  “Please Chass, just tonight?”

I pulled away from him, “Maybe, but I’m going to stay here and have fun with my class mates and friends.  If you’re here when I get ready to leave maybe we can go talk, but that’s it, just talk.” I told him.

“Okay.” He said with a grin.  I watched as he disappeared through the crowd of people.

When I got back over to my table Justin was fanning himself, “Holy SHIT woman!  First night
out as a single woman and you already have another hottie begging for your attention!” He said and put his arm around me.

I laughed, “No that’s my ex-boyfriend from high school.”

“Ah, he wants to see if the old flame can be rekindled?”

“Something like that but…I’m here to have fun so why don’t you go get us all another round of shots?” I smiled at him.

He slapped me on the ass, “Right on!” He grabbed Carl’s hand and took off towards the bar.

A couple of hours later and numerous drink
s and shots later most of us decided it was time to leave.  I looped my arms through Carl and Justin’s as we made our way to the doors, “Chass?”

I turned to see
Kyle standing against the wall with his hands tucked inside of front pockets. “Hi Kyle!” I smiled.

“Wait up!” he walked over to us, after looking Carl and Justin over from head to toe he looked at me.  “I’ll walk you home.”

Justin and Carl let go of my arms, “Go on Chass, call us if you need anything.” Carl told me and glared at Kyle.

“Ohhkay.” I sighed.  I kissed them both on the cheek before they left.   I turned back around to find
Kyle staring at me. “What?” I asked.

“I thought you were going home with both of them.”

“I could!”

“But they’re gay and won’t give you the attention you need.” He said and winked. 

“I just remembered I drove here.”

Kyle
held his hands out, “I’ve had one beer, I think I’m good to drive.”

I shook my head, “Hell no, I don’t care if you’ve had zero drinks you’re not driving my car.”

“Give me the keys you little smart ass.”

“No, I’ll just come get it tomorrow.”

“And when you do it’ll be chopped with no tires left on it probably parted out…”

I cut him off, “Fine!  You wreck it…”

“I’d better run and never come back, yeah yeah I’ve heard this from you before.” He laughed then snatched the keys out of my hand.

On the drive back to the dorm we didn’t talk, he rolled his eyes when
LMFAO
‘
Sexy and I Know It
’ started playing on the CD.  When we made it back to the dorm, he pulled into a parking stall, shut the car off and hurried around to the passenger side to open my door. 

“I’ll give you your keys back once you’re safely inside.” He grinned down at me.

There were a few people lingering in the hall way as we walked to my room, once inside I fumbled through the cabinet for some ibuprofen.  After I took them I walked over and sat down on the couch, Kyle tossed my keys onto the kitchen table then came and sat down beside me.   We sat there in awkward silence for a couple of minutes before he finally spoke.  “I’m sorry for how things ended between us, I would never do that to you again.”

I turned and put one foot underneath me and propped my elbow on the back of the couch and looked at him.  “It’s in the past, everything happens for a reason.  Isn’t that the saying?” I said with a smile.   He brought his hand up and brushed my hair behind my ear then cupped the back of my neck in his hand and pulled me to him and kissed me. 
When he had me straddling his lap I finally broke away from the kiss.  “Why are you doing this?” I asked.

“I just want another chance at something I fucked up.”  He leaned his head against the back of the couch, “You have no idea how much I’ve hated myself for cheating on you, I had to see you every day then when you left for college I knew you’d move away and find somebody else.”
He looked back at me.

“I don’t want a boyfriend right now.”

“That’s okay, we can hang out and be friends again.  When the time comes we can make the decision to be together or not to be.” He said and started rubbing circles against the bare skin above my jeans.  He leaned forward and started kissing me again, then slid his hands up the back of my shirt and unclasped my bra.  His soft hands slid around to my front, he massaged my breasts and lifted his hips pressing his erection against my center.  “Your skin is so fucking soft…” He lifted my shirt and pushed my bra up and took on of my nipples into his mouth.  He moaned as he licked around the nipple then moved to the other breast.  My hands were fisted in his hair, when he stood up I wrapped my legs around his waist. 

“Which way to your room?” he broke away from kissing my neck.

I dropped my legs from around him, he followed me into my bedroom and gently shut the door.  I turned around and he walked up to me, lowered his head and kissed me hard, he gently bit my bottom lip then slid his tongue inside of my mouth.  I walked backwards as he started to unbutton my pants, he pushed his hand down inside of my underwear and felt that I was wet a low growl vibrated his chest. Once I was setting on the bed he knelt down and pulled my shoes off, then my underwear and jeans.  I pulled my bra and shirt off and stared at him as he quickly undressed himself.  He hovered over me as we climbed onto the bed, “Condom?” he asked.  I pointed at the night stand beside the bed, he reached over and pulled one out and quickly rolled it on.

“Holy fuck…” he breathed when he pushed inside of me. 

It was that very instant that I knew what we were doing was wrong, he didn’t fit inside me like Jet, he didn’t move like Jet, and he didn’t pay attention to my body like Jet.  With each  punch of his hips he would tell me how good I felt, “Let me take the condom off, let me feel that pussy grip my dick baby.”

“No…”

“Fuck, I’m ready to cum, Jesus Christ you feel so good.”  A few pumps later he grunted and stilled.  His cock twitched with each release into the condom.  He kissed me, “Fucking amazing!” he said and smiled as he pulled out of me and pulled the condom off then tossed it into the waste basket beside my bed.   I went into the bathroom and washed myself off, I looked at myself in the mirror and shook my head.  “He didn’t even make you cum.” I whispered to myself. 

When I went back into my bedroom he had his boxers pulled on and was laying under the covers.  I put some sweat pants and one of Jet’s t-shirts on then climbed into bed.  I kept my back to him until I heard him fall asleep then I finally drifted off.

The next morning I woke up to my phone going off with numerous text messages, I grabbed it off the night stand and rolled over.  My elbow bumped into Kyle, he grumbled and rolled over wrapping his arms around me.  I slid my finger across the screen to find numerous text messages from Asher.

A:
  What’s your fb password?

A:
  I need to check something!

A:
  Idk why you’re not answering but don’t look at fb yet.

A:
  Shit now you’re going to look, I’ll be there in point 2!

I closed out the messages and clicked on the Facebook icon, I had numerous notifications, I clicked on each one.  Somebody had taken pictures of
Kyle and I dancing and him kissing me then tagged me in them.  “Oh shit!” I said and tried to quickly un-tag each picture.  “Shit…Shit!” I jumped out of bed and turned my laptop on and logged in so I could un-tag myself faster.  After I had untagged myself from the pictures I scrolled through the news feed. 
*Jet Crow was tagged in 2 Video’s Click here to view*
I clicked on the first video of him getting a lap dance at some strip club with a stripper putting her tits right against Jets face.  The next video was of him getting another lap dance from another stripper in what looked like a hotel room.  There were also numerous pictures he was tagged in doing body shots off of the strippers and them eating whip cream off of his chest.   I slammed my laptop shut, then my bedroom door flew open.  Asher looked at Kyle that was now buttoning his jeans and then she looked at me.  “Oh my GAWD, I was hoping it wasn’t really you!” she yelled then looked back at Kyle.  “YOU get the fuck out!”

“Hello to you too Asher, long time no see!” He smiled then pulled his shirt over his head and put his shoes on.

“Tell me you didn’t fuck him!” she said and crossed her arms over her chest.  Then Mitch walked in behind her, “What in the fuck, seriously?” he asked in shock as he looked from Kyle to me.